Can't paint a straight line

This is the journey of an artist trying to maneuver the twists and turns of creativity while living with a mental disorder. Follow me as I work on technique and fine tune my skills as a painter while working with doctors, medication, and self determination to live HAPPILY with bipolar

CAUTION! You just might get paint on you!

Painting is an exercise of the body, mind and spirit. It is not a task, chore or bothersome sore.It takes an idea, a concept or a whisper and transforms it into color and substance.As you work the world falls away, no more family, work or worries.Your entire being is focused on what is coming to life on the canvas in front of you.

Things like spills and splatters don't matter. I wear those clothes with pride, because for just one moment the excitement of creating was more important.I wear my splattered jeans and what once was a solid colored shirt with pride.I am who I want to be.

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Happy! Depressed! Excited! Scared! Comical! Cynical! Mania! Mixed Mania! Severe Depression! These are my moods for better or worse...but they do not define me. I am an artist, a creative, a lover, a wife, a daughter and a sister. There is more to me then some diagnosis made by some doctors.